This is a song about "Devin is a bitch"

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Your bitch is like a kiss from a rose on my tulips

I rule rappad while you bitch is wearing a pad.

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

This shit is a jungle, and im the king in this bitch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

Bitch this is not a game

150 on my chain